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April 24, 2013

Mormon Missionaries – Sold-out and diligent in sharing their faith – Are we.??

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“So shall My word be which goes forth from My mouth; it shall not return to Me empty, without accomplishing what I desire, and without succeeding in the matter for which I sent it,” (Isaiah 55:11).

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Last night, completely by happenstance, while browsing in the iTunes store i discovered that 2 of the Top 10 and 3 of the Top 20 Christianity FREE Books were those of the Mormons.

I thought of this article my pastor shared a few days ago: “A State Seeks to Be Heard in a New World Economy: Why Mormons are Dealing with Globalization. Language Programs Flower in Utah’s Schools – Utah, with a history of missionary work, hopes to create a bilingual workforce, in part to lure international businesses.”

 
This evening at dinner i was telling my family about the article, several of the Mormon books being in the top free downloads and how the Mormons are all about their mission when it comes to sharing their faith..

And then…

After dinner, just before dark a couple of Mormon “Missionaries” who wanted to make sure God’s word was being shared with the lost, showed up on our porch with a free “testament” and a prayer for our family. I have seen them often and here all this time i was thinking they were probably Jehovah Witness, since we do have some of those visit often also.

Anyway, this is the second time in the last five days someone of a ‘variant’ faith has showed up on our front porch wanting to make sure our family knows about Jesus/God. WoW.

I see these two (most kind and courteous) young Mormon men knocking on doors and praying with folks on their porches at least once every couple of weeks or so. They are sold-out, diligent and serious about sharing their faith — Are we.??

Perhaps this will help…

‘Rom. 1:16, “For I am not ashamed of the gospel, for it is the power of God for salvation to everyone who believes, to the Jew first and also to the Greek.” What is the Gospel? 1 Cor. 15:1-4 says it is the sacrificial death and physical resurrection of Jesus for sins. It is the powerful message of salvation to sinners. If you know that the Word of God will accomplish what God wants it to and if you know that the gospel has power to save, then it should ease your mind to know that in witnessing you are using two very powerful weapons: God’s Word and God’s Gospel. The Word of God is the Bible. The Gospel of God is His revelation of redemption.’
‘John 12:32, “And I, if I be lifted up from the earth, will draw all men to Myself.” Here Jesus speaks specifically about His crucifixion. It is He who draws to Himself all who are to be saved. When you present the gospel (1 Cor. 15:1-4), the sacrificial death and resurrection of Jesus for sins, Jesus draws the sinner to Himself. He does the work, not you.’
As a Christian, you are to witness with truth, honesty, and integrity. As the Lord provides the opportunity, you should respond in lovingkindness with a humble and gentle spirit (2 Tim. 2:24). And in that, you should point people to Jesus. It is He alone who saves.

‘If you know that God’s Word will accomplish what God desires, that the gospel is powerful to save, and that it is Jesus who draws all men to Himself, then you should realize that the responsibility of salvation does not rest on you, but on God. You are the teacher, the deliverer of good news. “How shall they believe in Him who they have not heard?” (Rom. 10:14). You help them hear.!’

‘These three verses should help you to gain confidence. You witness; God saves. You plant the seeds; God waters. He uses you. It is His Word that accomplishes salvation. It is His gospel that is powerful. It is His Son Jesus who draws. You witness in power when you witness with the Word of God.’  Need more – read more at: http://carm.org/three-important-verses-witnessing

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April 3, 2009

Mini Mi – Penny for your thoughts…

Filed under: Blogroll,Children,Family,Love — canwetalkaboutthat @ 3:20 PM
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So, we are trying to convince Mini Mi that taking my purse, hiding in the closet, removing and saving my belongings [she especially likes my face power, mascara, and lip gloss] for future use… Tearing my dollar bills in half, returning [only] the other half to my purse… is wrong!

Her Daddy told her “this is called stealing and it is wrong.” Her reply, which was animatedly accompanied by indescribable facial expressions, hands waving and finger pointing, was:  SHH, Quiet! Its Mine!”

And me; I don’t even know what to do but laugh, but not in front of her mind you! 🙂

She just seems to be determined to have a collection of my belongings  in her closet, clothing drawers, or other undiscovered secret places… and as I write this she is proudly prancing about with black looking warrior marks [the mascara] streaked across both eye lids. I wish the web cam was working about now, so I could share a picture of this with you! However, I’m feeling pretty sure that you [at least the moms anyway] can mentally picture this and heartily laugh without one! 🙂

Yep, our Mini Mi is a most tenacious and feisty three year old, hence my hubby nick naming her “Mini Mi.” Truth is, he loves her resemblance to her tenacious, sometimes stubborn mommy! ;-) My quick witted temperament and pull er up by the boot strap attitude, if need be, was a source of wonder and attraction to him back in our prior marriage days… and I suspect [even be it to his bewilderment sometimes] that it still is! LOL

A few months ago, I shared with Mrs. Williams “Mini Mi’s” ability to frustrate the hay out of her Sunday school teachers by [often] suddenly and without notice escaping their class, which has locks and latches that she cannot reach. They have no idea how she gets the door open because if she used something to stand on it would seem that it would block the door from opening. This is not a very big room either…

Ms. Williams said, “She is going to be a prophetess.” …and then I start thinking, well praise the Lord that at least Juan and I now understand such things as this; so maybe she won’t have to struggle down some of the paths we did! Which, by the way, is one of my main concerns in her having such a kindred spirit to mommy.

But really what to do with her…? We don’t want to break her will; that often seemed to be the goal of many parents when Juan and I were growing up. I firmly believe that she’s going to strongly need that daring, spunky, feisty little tenacious attitude in this [sometimes very mean] old world as she grows up. This world is not getting any better; it is getting worse day by day… And I can testify that its evil would have literally swallowed me whole [many times] if God had not blessed me with the strengths that He did… no, indeed I did not save myself, His blessings and favor did.

Any whom, purse is rescued, other half of dollar permanently lost it seems, and I’m going back to my school work now.

Penny for your thoughts…

March 25, 2009

Community – Then and Now

Filed under: Blogroll,Nashville — canwetalkaboutthat @ 4:17 AM
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As a child I grew up in a small backwoods town. If you drove through it you wouldn’t even believe that we considered it a “town” and might even chuckle at the thought. We had, I think maybe about 300 people in our little town. My family lived on about a hundred acres, so our neighbors needless to say were not “just next door.”

However, everyone seemed to know each other, or at least the adults did ~aka~ the “elders” – when you were twelve years old didn’t everyone over forty or so seem old? Anyways, being a child, I didn’t know it yet but we were a community not just a little town tucked away in the backwoods.

In our little community, as it pertained to anything that happened outside of one’s home, there was none of the “that’s not my kid nor my brother, so I’m not intervening” type attitudes that we often see today. Everyone made it their business to be mindful of all the other community members, especially the younger ones; even when a new kid popped up on occasion [probably visiting, but hey they might stay] they’d keep “one good eye” on him or her too. And if one of those “young-ones” looked to be “up to something” and it didn’t seem to be settling quite right with them [the elders/wise ones] they didn’t care whose young-one it was they’d intervene in some manner or the other.

Yep, we young folks were not so fond of our noisy “elders” [at least back then that is] they always seemed to ruin our grandest of plans! They “bossed” us, even when we didn’t exactly know who they really were, they knew us often by name but when not, by parents name i.e. “That’s Jimmy Barnes kid over there throwing them there rocks.” I use Mr. Barnes kid as an example cause I’d of never been guilty of throwing rocks mind you; I might have missed my target via that method! ;-)

They were a real pain, or so we thought, with their meddling, minding our business, giving long lectures, unwanted [now known to be pearly] advice and even ratted us out to our parents sometimes! I mean really we had a most difficult time getting ourselves into much mischief in that one cart town!

Not to mention they were always picking on, I mean keeping an eye on me because I was pretty adept at mischief, usually the harmless type which they loved to laugh about, but sometimes — you know like if Mary Jane pulled her puppy’s tail, or one of the larger kids was picking on a smaller one — I was prone to get involved and had no fear calling a cease your fire command or it’s a dual with me you mean bully!

Nonetheless, if I only called for one well that might have been Okay, but those nosy elders had come to learn that I rarely backed down from my stance in defending those considered to be our weaker community citizens. Yep, I’d be ready to battle it out for sure [all seventy-five spit-fire pounds of me that is – did I mention I was also a tiny little elf looking child]. Hey, in all fairness, I did give them an option to stop being a bully; by nature I do not like strife. I’ve always strongly preferred getting along with all, peace and love over war, both – then and now. I was a determined one when it came to “justice” for the underdog though – then and still now.

Any whom – Getting on to the point – How many of us did not moan and groan earlier on that we’d never be like Mom, or Dad, or Sally Sue’s parents or so-in-so…in moments of resentment at their all knowing ways?

Nonetheless, over the years I have come to realize most every young person’s worst fear “Oh my goodness, I’ve become just like them!” Well golly, I’m more often than not, so glad that I did! 🙂

Most of the time this resemblance, to my former community elders, it’s a good thing……but sometimes — you know like when an all grown-up Mary Jane is still pulling the puppy’s tail, or when it appears that bigger people are just being outright mean bullies to little people — I can become like that twelve year old spit-fire of a girl from yesteryear; desiring to help save or defend the weak and hence find myself wanting to call the cease fire command or it’s a dual.

And thankfully, although the community has changed, even the new community has community elders around that notice when the [all be them well intending] younger folks are up to something that “doesn’t settle quite right” with them.

I’m also thankful that I’ve learned from many of them that I’m much better off seeking their experienced counsel, before I go grabbing tigers by the tail or challenging the bullies to a dual at dawn…… And am even more thankful that there are still many that have not adopted the new and growing attitude of this world – “that’s not my kid nor my brother, so I’m not getting involved or intervening” in any manner – that is as it pertains to me and my family anyways.

Yep, who’d of ever thought it – That we’d someday be grateful for the eyes, ears and even the [unmerited] advice of our concerned community, both – Then and Now.

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